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Don't apologize. Riley answered quickly, her eyes flickering up to Malodore, before returning to the ground. None of this is your fault.

She gave Amrita one last look.

Neither is it hers.

Whether the mindflayer blamed herself for her own death was left unsaid.

Let's go.

Once Alex had returned from his brief stint helping with cleaning up the glass on the floor, he was finally able to reply to Sal. "I'll admit, even though I did spend a week on the Isle of Famine before it..." well, he probably shouldn't get into that right now, lest the reminder upset the horseman. "Before we came back to the school." He finished that sentence before continuing on.

"But I don't think I met any Sages while I was there." He finished, giving Sal a warm smile, finding that he actually liked having conversation with him, and that he actually reminded the zomboil a lot of several members of his own family, oddly.

And again, Salbei had to go and mention how he and Taryn had helped them out, and it was slightly embarrassing. If he didn't have his hands full with his hat full of glass shards, he might have shoved them in his pockets and looked down to scuff his feet against the floor. He felt like he aught to protest, or say that he had probably been more of a hindrance then a help, but he kept his mouth shut on the subject, and just gave the horseman a nod at the explanation of the promise he said he still intended to keep.

Alex still cringed inwardly a little at the mention of Taryn being his 'pretty little filly'. They were just friends, that was all! Though a small opportunity did come up where Alex could correct this small misconception, and he grabbed a hold of it. "My boilfriend" He said, though then wondered if the horseman would even understand what that meant. "His name is Yin Cang but..you know, I can probably just find him fine on my own." He waved away the offer to help with a reassuring smile. It really had been quite a while now since he had parted ways with the weremantis, and he was feeling a little badly about it.

He let out a chuckle of his own at the thought of what the two of them might look like with Alex perched upon the others shoulders, and holding his hat in one hand reached up to run fingers through his black and white hair with the other. "I would love to stay and dance, I really would, but I feel like I've left my date to his own devices for long enough, now." He explained, before taking a chance to finally move away from the duo, shuffling along through the glitter covered floor in socked feet.

"It was nice to meet you Taima." He gave the ghoul a small salute with his free hand before giving the horseman a nod and finally turning away.

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He still couldn't find his shoes but he felt like maybe finding his date first would be more important. Before he could even do that, however, he found himself a trash bin so that he could overturn his hat and empty it of it's glassy contents, tapping the top of it a few times and giving it a good shake before flipping it over for inspection. The light still glittered off of the small shards and dust that were left behind, but he wasn't too bothered by any of that so he quickly placed the hat back atop of his head before turning back to the room at large and scanning it quickly for a certain weremantis.

It took him a while to actually spot him, and when he did a wave of guilt washed over him, as Yin was standing alone near a wall, seeming like he was watching everyone else. He felt like he shouldn't have left him alone for this long, and like it had been rather selfish to have done so, so he quickly (for him) made his way towards the other boil, still shoeless.

"Hey!" He said, trying to sound cheerful as he approached, coming up to Yin from the side and sliding up next to him, hand reaching up to touch the other boil very lightly on the back, before he caught himself and let his arm drop down to his side. "I'm sorry I took so long. I uh...kind of got distracted. I also may have lost my shoes...."

Aymet's tail flew off, she heard the audible pop of it disconnecting from the boil's body. Sibyl stopped dancing and just stared. "Um..okay! Do you need help, Aymet?"

Yin was being a wallflower. Which actually worked perfectly well for him. He was well out of the spotlight, and he was learning quite a bit just watching. Oddly enough he had not helped with the broken glass, choosing to just continue standing on the outskirts of the group. Apparently something that looked like the creature they had needed to put down was here, and he occasionally cast a glance toward it just in case this one did something crazy as well, and he needed to help...control the situation. A couple of boils were having a bizarre little fight off by themselves, and he could not help but think of several moves which would have been much more effective. There was of course dancing, and while some of the moves still made no sense to him he also felt that he could possibly pull a few of them off.

His attention was pulled away when Alexander approached, and he partially turned to give him a smile before flicking his gaze back out to the sea of students in front of him. A ghost of a touch was at his back, snapping his attention back to his boilfriend even as it disappeared. "It was not a problem." The more surprising turn of events would have been if Alexander had done something speedily. Then he frowned, glancing down at the zomboil's feet. "You removed them? Can you remember where? I shall assist you in finding them."

Christof gave a small noise in his throat, nodding to Malodore as they took their leave. As Amrita leaned against her, he wished he had a tongue in his pocket. All he could do was wrap his arms around her gently, giving her back a quiet pat.

She needed time to recover. They could talk about it later.

After a few moments, he shuffled back, holding up the rope once more,for her to see before pointing to the slightly-reassembled chandelier, patted his chest and pointed to the catwalk up above. He made a quick mime for "Dropping" and then pointed to her and pretended to catch something invisible. With a weak smile, he made a gentle pulling motion before finally gesturing to the device once more.

He was glad that Yin didn't appear to be upset by his prolonged absence, and also that he wasn't getting berated like a scareling for losing his shoes.

"Yaaaaaa, I did because it was actually easier to dance without them, especially the type dance that I took them off for." He admitted with a grin, glancing down at his own feet as well. His socks were completely covered in glitter now, and one of his skeletal toes was peeking out through a hole. "So I was on the dance floor when I took them off, then I sort of just kicked them off to the side, and haven't actually seen them since." This was probably a bad thing, considering he needed them for work and had spent what little money he had left on buying them. Really, at some point Alexander was going to learn to be more responsible and look after things, but apparently that wasn't going to start today.

"They might have just gotten kicked around a bit by people who have been walking or dancing by, and there are so many people here I just haven't been able to spot them yet." He didn't actually sound too incredibly worried about it, and what with the chaos surrounding the broken chandelier, which appeared to be cleaned up completely now, it was very likely that they had just gotten pushed to the side somewhere and might be easier to find later when the crowds dispersed a little bit more.

"So, did you get a chance to visit with anybody?" He asked, trying to get off of the subject of his shoes. He actually thought it was far more likely that Yin had gone over to check on Princess Eva instead. Actually, it was quite surprising that Yin hadn't made the suggestion that they go and do that yet. Well, he'd give his boilfriend the benefit of the doubt, this time.

Sheridan had looked to the commotion with a raised brow, tail twitching lightly behind him. Was it possible to do anything here without someone destroying or blowing something up? Apparently not.

"Refreshments sound like a good idea."

He smiled at Tess, offering his arm to lead her toward the tables where various foods and drinks waited.